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4h
I sit on a tree stump
And stare at the sky
Look at the stars
And reach out to mine

Music filling my heart
My jacket beside me
I like the uncomfortable cold

I wave at planes going by
They say "goodbye new jersey" in their waves
And I say back
"Goodbye"
They don't even know it

Shivering
Crying
Looking lost and strange to any stranger
Yet I feel so free
(This note was written by the ticket to the sun which sounds enchanting but will **** you)
Liana
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Liana  F/NJ/silently screaming
(F/NJ/silently screaming)   
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